You try
dive in
she holds tightly
with her long painted fingertips
barely wrinkled
actually
just what you expected

and yet grasping on to the clear long stem
of a cup that has potential
she’s waited for moments like this
but shortly
a drop
a push
a fall
shattered into a million trickling pieces
cutting through
looking back at her like a distressed
reflection
you never thought you’d find.